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The fishmonger hadn't arrived yet when Yi Laotou and the others showed up. As they got out of the car with their packed lunches, they were taken aback to see these youngsters feasting on a grand meal.
To prevent the kids from going hungry, they had hurriedly packed a few lunch boxes after delivering the fish, skipping their own meal at the shop in favor of eating by the river together. Looking at the lunch boxes in their hands and then at the lavish spread on the table before the youngsters, they felt their own meals seemed a bit lacking in comparison.
"Old man, you’re here! Just in time; this gentleman brought some food, come on over and eat!" Upon hearing the sound of the car, Wang Ergou immediately stood up to greet them.
The commotion caught the attention of the old man, who was struggling with a large fish on his rod. He nearly dropped it in shock when he saw Yi Laotou.
"Master! Aren't you in Sanya? Why didn't you call me when you came to Nanchang?" With a vigorous tug on his rod, the fish made a sudden dash for the water, resisting fiercely. The old man grew increasingly anxious as sweat began to bead on his forehead.
"I just arrived this morning and didn’t have time to call!" Setting down his lunch box on the table, Yi Laotou walked over to the old man and naturally took the rod from his hands.
When Yi Laotou was fishing earlier, he had already come close to the old man's doorstep. Everything was ready for hosting him; he had just returned from Guangzhou and was nearly driven mad with frustration.
Not long ago, Yi Laotou had celebrated his birthday, and the old man had made a special trip to Sanya to wish him well, even inviting him to Ganjiang for fishing. At that time, Yi Laotou had readily agreed but hadn’t specified a date. The old man thought Yi Laotou was just being polite; he never expected him to actually show up.
"Why didn’t you give me a call? That way I could have prepared better for your arrival!" The old man lamented that Yi Laotou had sneaked onto his territory without notice.
If any of his fellow disciples found out about this, they would surely tease him mercilessly!
With Yi Laotou now holding the rod, the old man stood by like an obedient apprentice, watching as Yi Laotou skillfully maneuvered the fish toward the shore. He quickly got up to grab a net.
As soon as the fish surfaced and he caught sight of it in the net—its big head glistening—Yi Laotou handed back the rod to the old man and turned back toward the table.
His useless apprentice was stuck fishing for Bighead Carp at Ganjiang. Was it that Huchen didn’t feel right or that its meat wasn’t tasty?
The older men had already started eating; if they didn’t dig in soon, they would be left with nothing but cold leftovers.
"Master, why don’t you eat at your shop? It’s not far; just twenty minutes by car!" The old man felt anxious seeing his master come over for scraps.
"No need; I’ll manage with just a couple bites. You keep fishing; once I’m done eating, I’ll teach you how to catch Dace! It’s a pity you came in the evening; this morning I caught a big Huchen weighing sixty-two jin! I’ll show you pictures later!"
As he stuffed food into his mouth, Yi Laotou couldn’t help but boast about his sixty-two jin Huchen. It was unfortunate that he couldn’t show off that fish; otherwise, having his apprentice brag about it among their peers would have been far more satisfying than doing it himself.
With Yi Laotou lingering around without any intention of leaving, the old man felt helpless. They would have to make do with lunch like this! For dinner, he would need to put in some effort.
Since Yi Laotou and his group were there for fishing, they wouldn’t be able to dine at a restaurant that evening. There was no choice but for him to prepare ingredients himself and whip up something over an open flame right there!
Having spent so many years with Yi Laotou—decades now—he was already his third disciple. His culinary skills had improved significantly without needing Yi Laotou's guidance anymore. Back then, when Yi Laotou had fewer disciples, he would come over every year for an extended stay to teach him cooking techniques; thus he had truly inherited Yi Laotou's culinary legacy.
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